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HOME SQNGS 


KOR 

LITTLE PEOPLE. 



TEbe "Be W.iit ^Publishing Mouse. 


MDCCCXCI. 



Copyright 

1877 

By James Miller. 


Copyright, 1891, 

By R. H. RUSSELL & SON. 


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.INDEX OF, FIRST LINES. 




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A gallant steed with a rider tall, 

All good boys must every day, ' . 

At the close of every day. 

Away to the wild 'wood, 

A happy life doth the courier lead, 

A sword and a gun, .... 

Cherries are ripe, . . . . 

Come here, little puppy, and cease those cries. 
Cuckoo has dropped down dead, 

Ere on my bed my limbs I lay. 

Fishermen show their patience good, . 

Ha, ha, he, . . . . 

Here, in these rosy bowers. 

Hey diddle diddle, . . . . 

I would not be an eagle fierce, . 

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm, 

1 must not tease my mother, 

I remember, I remember. 

In a wood where beasts can talk. 

Lord, thine eye is closed never. 

Little Jack comes gaily running, 

Lord, make me a clean heart within. 

Love thy mother, little one, . . . 

Look at me with thy large browm eyes, 


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I'ly comrade there, who’s wounded, . . . CG 

My dariing, hold your head quite still, . . . 85 

My name’s little Joe, . . . . , G5 

No creature on the earth, . ... .35 

Now, good night, lay thy head, . . . ,32 

0, iny mother, I would be, ..... 9 

Old winter in his coat so white, . . . 8G 

One, two, three, ...... 43 

Ring, round ring, . . . . . .33 

Rock the cradle, , . . . . . 83 

Roll on, roll on, you restless waves, . . . 71 


Sleep, dolly, sleep, . , . 

Stork, stork, long legs, . 

Suppose my little lady. 

Sweet bird, why take you so early a flight ? 

Thank you, pretty cow, that made, . 

The boy climbed up in the tree so high. 

The clock has struck, the school is up. 

The hen sometimes comes out and does. 

The little robin grieves. 

The owl he hath an earnest look, 

The sea ! the sea ! the open sea, 

The snail, see, has a house. 

Twinkle, twinkle, Tittle star. 

Where did you come from, baby dear ? 
Where is my little basket gone ? 

Who’s the darling little girl, 


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18 

27 

28 
94 
81 
77 
14 
51 
23 
08 

11 

47 

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Home Songs’ 

FOR 

LITTLE PEOPLE. 

MOTHER AND FATHER. 

MY mother, I would be 
Kind and gentle unto 
thee ; 

Never may I wound that 
breast 

Which fed and pillowed 
me to rest. 

Father, I would be to you 
Always faithful, kind, and true; 

And would honor and would love 
My parents next to God above. 

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THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL. 



HO’S the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to see ? 
She it is whose sunny face 
Is as sweet as sweet can 
be. 


Who’s the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to hear ? 

She it is whose pleasant voice 
Fails like music on the . ear. 


Who’s the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to know ? 

She it is whose acts and thouglits 

All are pure as whitest snow, 

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THE BABY. 

WHERE did you come' from, baby dear ? 
Out of the everywhere into the here. 

Where did you get your eyes so blue? 
Out of the sky as I came through. 

What makes the light in them sparkle 
and spin ? 

Some of the starry spikes left in. 


Where did you get that little tear ? 

I found it waiting when 1 got here. 

What makes your forehead so smooth and 
high ? 

A soft hand stroked it as I went by. 

What makes your eheek like a warm 
white rose? 

Something better than any one knows. 

Whence that three-cornered smile of 
bliss ? 

Three angels gave me at once a kiss. 

Where did you get that pearly ear? 

God spake, and it came out to hear. 

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Wliere did you get those anus and hands? 
Love made itself into hooks and bands. 

Feet, whence did you come, you darling 
things ? 

From the same box as the cherub’s wings. ' 

How did they all just come to be you? 
God thought about me, and so I grew. 

And how did you come to us, you dear? 
God thought of you, and so I am here. 

George Macdonald. 

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THE OWL. 


THE Owl he hath an earnest look, 

He studieth much I fear ; 

For he never leaveth his hollow tree 
Till the dark night draws near. 

In darkest rtight he opes his eyes, 

But nought by day can see ; 

So all the birds, tho’ they know him wise 
Dislik(‘ his company 

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CHERRIES ARE RIPE. 

CHERRIES are ripe, 
Clierries are ripe, 

0 give the baby one ; 
Cherries are ripe, 

Clierries are ripe, 

Blit baby shall have none : 

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l^abies are too young to choose, 
Cherries ai*e too sour to use ; 

But by and by 
Made in a pie, 

No one will them refuse. 

Up in the tree 
Robin I see, # 

Picking one by one ; 

Shaking his bill. 

Getting his fill. 

Down his throat they run; 
Robins want no cherry pie ; 
Quick they eat, and off they fly 
My little child. 

Patient and mild. 

Surely will not cry. 

, Hastings’ “ Nursery Songs.” 

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EVENING HYMN. 

t 

AT the close of every day, 

Lord, to thee I kneel and pray. 
Look upon thy little cliild ; 

Look in love and mercy mild. 

Oh, forgive and wash away 
All my naughtiness this day; 

And, both when I sleep and wake, 
Bless me for mv Saviour’s sake. 

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THK LITTLE GIRL AND THE BIRD 


LITTLE GIHL. 


'IWEET Bird, why take you so 
early a flight, 

Carolling thus in the sun’s first light ? 



BIRD. 

I sing God’s praise for life renew’d, 
And thus I show my gratitude. 

Always has this sweet taste been mine ; 
Is it not, little Girl, also thine ?” 


And ever so loud in the air sang he, 

And ever so glad on the earth went she ; 
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His wing was strong, lier heart was light, 
[n the lovely morn with its sun so bright ; 
And God in heaven deign’d to bless 
Their offering of thankfulness. 



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CHILD AND MOTHER. 



OVE tliy inother, little one! 
Kiss and clasp her neck again! 
Herea fter she may liave a soi!j 
Will kiss and clasp her neclvj 
in vain. 

Love thy mother^ little one! 


Gaze upon her living eyes, 

And^ mirror back her love for thee!j 
Hereafter thou niay’st shudder sighs 
To meet them when they cannot see. 
Gaze upon her living eyes ! | 

Pi •ess her lips, the while they glow I 
With love that they have often told ! jj 
Hereafter thou may’st pi*ess in woe, 
And kiss them till thine own are cold. 
Press her lips, the while they 
glow I 


Thojias Hood. 
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A PRAYER FOR A PURE HEART. 



^ ORD ! make me a clean heart 
within ; 

Close my soul’s door ’gainst every sin ; 
Drive all things evil from my breast, 
Let no ill spirit in me rest. 


II. 

To Thee my gate T open wide, 

O come, and with me, Lord, abide ! 

All wickedness far from me chase, 

And make my heart Thy dwelling-place 

III. 

And grant me. Lord, through faith, to s(m‘ 
The bliss of heaven prepared for me ; 
That I forever may be Thine, 

Hear, gracious God, this prayer of mine 
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HE Snail, see, has a house : 

A fur coat has the Mouse : 
The Sparrow has its feathers 
brown ; 

The Butterfly its wings of down. 

Now tell me, darling, what have you? 
‘‘ I have clothes, and on each foot a shoe ; 
Father and mother, life and glee, 

So good has God been unto me.” 



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THE CUCKOO AND THE NIGHTINGALE. 



CKOO has dropt down (lead, 
From the hollow willow tree ; 
Who shall the summer hours beguile 
With pleasant minstrelsy ? 


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II. 


To the slender twig in the thicket green, 
Dame Nightingale shall come ; 

And merrily will she hop and sing, 
When other birds are dumb. 


A BOY’S DUTY. 


LL good boys mus. every day 
What their teacher says obey, 
Pray and sing, and read and 
write — 

These make heart and spirit light ; 
And, with the grace of God, each can 
Thus become a worthy man. 



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THE DOLL’S CRADLE SON(L 



LE E P, Dolly, sleep, 

You have time for a nap, 

Need not either read or write. 

May remain both day and night 

In your night gown and your cap, 


II. 

That you may have a quiet sleep, 
ni sing do you about Bo-peep ; 

And then I’ll tell you of Goosey-gander, 
Who with Wiggle-waggle loves to wander 


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THANK you, pretty cow, that made 
Pleasant milk to soak my bread. 
Every day and every night, 

AVarm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. 

Do not chew the hemlock rank 
Gi'owing on the weedy bank, 

Put tlie yellow cowslips eat ; 

They will mnke it very sweet. 


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THE BOY AND THE BIRD’S NEST. 



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HE boy climb’d up in the tree 
so high — 

Who coul(+ go higher ? In truth 
not I. 

Bravely he strides 
Over branch and bough ; 

Softly he slides 
To the bird’s nest now. 


** I have it ! Ha !” 

The bough breaks — ah ! 
He tumbles down 
And cracks his crown. 


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KINDNESS TO ANIMALS. 


I LIKE little pussy, her coat is so warm, 
And if I don’t hurt her, she’ll do me iiu 


harm 



So ril not pull her tail, nor drive her 
away, 

But pussy and I very gently will play: 

She shall sit by my side, and I’ll give 
her some food ; 

And she’ll love me, because I am gentle 
and good. 

I’ll pat little pussy, and then she will 
pun*. 

And thus show her thanks for my kind- 
ness to her ; _ 

I’ll not pinch her ears, nor tread on her 
^paw, 

fjcst 1 should provoke her to use hei* 
sharp claw ; 

T never will vex her, nor make her dis- 
pleased, 

For pussy don't like to be worried' and 
teased. 

Taylck. 

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EVENING PRAYERS. 

ERE on my bed my limbs I lay, 

I 0 hear, great God, the words I say : 
Preserve, 1 pray, my parents dear, 

In health and strength for many a year ; 
And still, 0 Lord, to me impart 
[ A gentle and a grateful heart, 

That after my last sleep, 1 may 
Awake to thy eternal day. 

! 

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GOOD Niori. 



O W good night ! lay thy head 
On its pillow of roses, 

And sweet smelling posies, 
And lie down in bed ; 

If God pleases, with the day 
Thou shalt rise again and play. 


Now good night ! O’er thy sleep 
Holy angels, filled with love, 
Bringing visions from above, 
Their calm watch shall keep ; 

Thou shalt dream of joys divine, 
Slumber sweetly, baby mine. 

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Ring, round ring, 

The cliildren sing. 

Under the holly bush, 

All cry out, Hush ! hush ! hush ! 

33 


ROUND RING. 



Hear our call, 
Sit down all. 


There sal in a ring a lady tall, 

And round her seven children sma!’ 
What like they to eat ? 

Fish so fine. 

What to drink ? Neat 
Currant wine. 

Hear our call, 

Sit down all. 



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LAus DEO. 



|0 creature on the eaith 
Is scorned by God above, 
I All owe to Him their birth, 
To all He shows His love. 
Not man alone 
His care doth own ; 

The bird sweetly singing, 
The fish swiftly springing, 
The honey-bee 
The mouse so wee, 

All in their own appointed ways, 
Unite to hymn their Maker’s praise. 


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FOR BOYS AT PLAY. 


I. 


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iTTLE Jack conies gaily running 
From the merry land of funning ; 
To our neighbor’s house retreats, 
From the pot the honey eats ; 
Leaves the spoon within it sticking,* 
Who will give the spoon a licking ? 
Who, boys, who ? 


ir. 

We a wager bold will lay, 

Of three chains of gold so gay, 
And of wine a measure small, 
That it will be, of us all. 

You, Jack, you. 


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MY MOTHER. 

I MUST not tease my motlier, 
For she is very kind, 

And everything she says to me 
1 must directly mind ; 

For when I was a baby, 

And could not speak or walk. 
She let me in her bosom sleep. 
And taught me how to talk. 


1 must not* tease my mother ; 

And Avlien slie likes to I'ead, 

Or lias the headache, 1 will step 
Most silently indeed. 

1 will not choose a noisy play, 
Nor trihing troubles tell. 

But sit down quiet by her side. 
And try to make her well. 

I must not tease my mother ; 

I've heard dear father say, 
When T was in my cradle sick. 
She nursed me night and day. 
She lays me in my little bed, 

She gives me clothes and food. 
And I have nothing else to pay 
But trying to be good. 

Mrs. L. H. Sigourn 

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I REMEiMJBER, I REMEMBER, 


EEMEMBER, I remember 
The house where I was born, 
The little window Avhere the sun 
Came peeping in at morn ; 
He never came a wink too soon, 
jS'or brought too long, a day. 

But now, I often wish the night 
Had borne my breath away ! 



1 remember, 1 remember 
The roses, red and white, 

Tlie violets, and the lily-cups, 
Those flowers made of light ! 
The lilacs where the robin built 
And where my brother set 
The laburnum on his birth-day, — 
The tree is living yet ! 

1 remember, I remember 

Where I was used to swing, 
And thought the air must rush as frc 
To swallows on the wing; 

My spirit flew in feathers then, 
That is so heavy now. 

And summer pools could hardly c 
The fever on my brow ! 


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THE BIRD’S FUNERAL. 

ERE, in these rosy bowers, 
Sleep, little bird! We crave 
A spot beneath the flowers 
To dig thy early graver. 


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So charming was thy singing ! 

Thou wast to us so dear ; 

Thy voice hath ceased its ringing, 
And we are weeping here. 

III. 

Sweet June waked all her roses 
Thy thrilling notes to hear ; 

And now with mourning posies 
We strew thy silent bier. 



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THE VIEW IN THE MILL. 



NE- 1VVO IHREE 

Merry boys are we. 

Clipper, clapper, peppercorn, 
The miller’s wife is all forlorn ; 
Nowhere is she to be found, 

I think she has vanished from off the 
ground. 


Look at the mill now, what do you see ? 
j The mice from the window peep at me ; 

I The stork is stirring the soup with a spoon ; 
The cat is sweeping the floor with a broom ; 
To carry the dust the rat is come ; 

I The dog sits up and beats the drum. 

A little man sits the eaves beneath. 

And nearly has laughed himself to death. 

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PHILIP, MY KING. 


' at me with thy large, ^ 
brown eyes, 

Philip, my king ! 
round thee the purple 

shadow lies 

Of babyhood’s regal dignities. 

Lay on my neck thy tiny hand 

With Love’s invisible scepter laden; 

I am thine Esther, to command 

Till thou shalt find thy queen hand-, 
maiden, j 

Philip, my king ! 

Oh the day when .thou goest a-wooing, 
Philip, my king ! 

When those beautiful lips are suing, 

And, some gentle heart’s bars undoing, 

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Thou dost enter, love crowned, and thei*c 
Sittest all glorified ! — rule kindly. 

Tenderly, over thy kingdom fair : 

For we that love, ah ! we love s(j 
blindly, 

Philip, my king. 

I gaze from thy sweet mouth up to thy 
brow, 

Philip, my king ! 

Aye, there lies the spirit, all sleeping now. 

That may rise like a giant and make men 
bow 

As to one God-throned amidst his peei*s. 
My Saul, than thy brethren higher and 
fairer. 

Let me behold thee in coming years ! 
Yet thy head needeth a circlet fairer, 

Phili]), i]iy king! 




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KITTY IN THE BASKET. 



[HERE is my little basket 
gone ? ” 

-Said Charlie *boy one day; 
‘H guess some little boy or girl 
Has taken it away. 


And Kitty too, I can’t find her. 
0 dear, wliat shall I do ? 

1 wish I could my basket find. 
And little Kitty too. 


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“ ril go to inotlier's room and look ; 

Perhaps she may be there. 

For Kitty loves to take a nap 
In mother’s easy-chair. 

“ Oh, mother ! mother ! come and look ! 

See what a little heap ! 

My Kitty's in the basket here, 

All cuddled down to sleepA 

fie took the basket carefully. 

And brought it in a minute. 

And showed it to his mother dear, 
With little Kitty in it. 

Mrs. Follen. 



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AND NOW I WILL TELL, YOUR ATTENTION TO JOG, 
WHAT- A LITTLE BOY SAID TO HIS LITTLE DOG. 



ROY. 


OME here, little Puppy, and cease 
those cries, 

^Tis time to begin your exercise. 

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PUPPV. 


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O, master, I am but a little Pup, | 

I can learn much better when I am grown! 

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BOY. 

No, Puppy, ’tis best to begin, d’ye see, j 
For the longer you wait,the harder ’twill be. ] 

The puppy soon learnt. ’Twas a pleasant 1 
sight. 

To see him both sit and stand u|)right ; 
Then into the water he learnt to spring. 
And back to his master a stick to bring. 

The little boy saw what the puppy could do 
So he worked hard, and was clever too. 


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THE SEA. 


i THE sea! the sea! the open sea! 

! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! 

Without a mark, without a bound, 

I It I'unneth the earth’s wide regions round, 
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[t plays with the clouds ; it mocks the 
skies ; 

Of like a cradled creature lies. ' 

I’m on the sea ! I’m on the sea, 4 
1 am where I would ever be ; | 

With the blue above, and the blue below,! 
And silence wheresoe’er 1 go ; I 

If a storm should come and awake thef 
deep, I 

What matter? I shall ride and sleep. 

I love, oh, how I love to ride 
On the fierce, foaming, bursting tide. 
When every mad wave drowns tlie moon. 
Or whistles aloft his tempest tune, 

And tells how goeth the world below, 
And why the sou’ west blasts do blow. 

B. COKNWALL 

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THE DISCOVERY 


WAY to the wild wood 
Alone we went, 
And nought to seek for 
Was our intent. 

We saw ’mid its shadows 
A flower rare — 

No star more gleaming, 
No eye more fair. 

We thought to pluck it. 
Then softly it said, 

“ Must I be broken 
And withered V’ 


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Its roots far spreading 
We raised with care, 
And home we brought it. 
That flower rare. 

In our quiet garden 
We found it room ; 
Where now it groweth 
In beauteous bloom. 



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COME HERE, MY JESSIE ! TELL TO ME, 

WHAT KIND OP BIRD YOU ’ D CHOOSE TO BE 



WOULD not be an eagle fierce, 
With nest upon a rock, 
Stealing the harmless little lambs 
From the poor shepherd’s flock 


I would not be a moping owl. 

Snoozing in bed all day, 

And pouncing on the mice at night. 
When they come out to play. 

No — I would be a lark, and mount 
. From the daisy-spangled sod, 

With twinkling wings to Heaven’s gate, 
Singing the praise of God 

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SUPPOSE. 

SUPPOSE, my little lady, 

Uoiiv doll should break her head. 
Could you make it whole' by crying: 
Till your eyes and nose are red 


And wouldn’t it be pleasanter 
To take it as a joke, 

And say, you’re glad twas Dolly’s, 
And not your head that broke ? 

Suppose you’re dressed for walking. 
And the rain comes pouring down, 
Will it clear off any sooner 
Because you scold and frown ? 

And wouldn’t it be nicer , 

For you to smile than pout. 

And so make sunshine in the house 
When there is none without ? 



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AN EVENING PRAYER. 


ORD, thine eye is closed never, 
When night casts o’er earth her 
hood, 

Thou remainest wakeful ever. 

And art like the shepherd good. 
Who, through every darksome hour, 
Tends his flock with watchful power 


II. 

Grant, O Lord, that we, thy sheep 
May this night in safety sleep ; 

And when we again awake. 

Give us strength our cross to take, 

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And to order all our ways 
To Thine honor and Thy praise 

HI. 

Or if Thou hast willed that 1 
Must before the morning die, 
Into Thy hands to the end, 

Soul and body I commend. 

Amen. 



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COME HITHER AND LISTEN, I’LL TELL YOU A TALE 
OF A HORSEMAN WHO RIDES OVER MOUNTAIN AND VALE 



GALLANT steecl, with a rider tall, 
Halted beneath a castle wall ; 
To the window did the lady come 
And said, '‘my lord is not at home. 


ii. 


" Here there is none to welcome you 
Save me alone, with my children two 
The horseman cried from out the wood. 

‘ Are your children gentle ? Are they good ? 


III. 

The Lady said, .with a heavy sigh, 
" Ah, no such happiness have I ! 


My children follow evil ways, 

And heed not what their mother says.” 

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Then spoke the horseman — frowning too — 
‘ I hey shall their naughty conduct rue ; 

‘ I may not with such children stay, 

‘ Who their kind parents disobey. 


V. 

‘ Nor can 1 give them toys or rings, 

* Nor make them glad with pretty things ; 
‘ Such gifts I keep for children who 
‘ Are good, and what they’re bidden do.’ 

VI. 

So ^poke the horseman in his wrath, 

And spurr’d his horse along the path ; 
And the gallant steed with his rider tall 

Passed far away from the castle wall. 

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THE STORK 










THE STORK. 


TORK, Stork, long legs, 
What are you about ? 
Stork, Stork, long beak, 
With your forky snout. 

^ Shall we hurt your feelings, pray, 
Laughing at your stockings gay 1 
There you are, among the rushes, 
Watching sharp to catch the fishes. 
Why last night did you not bring 
A baby underneath your wing ? 

If you had left it in the yard. 

We had there kept watch and ward ; 
If you had left it on the stair. 

We had rocked its cradle there 

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But since you have nothing brought, 
Mind what you’re about ; 

Stork, Stork, long beak. 

With your forky snout. 



NOW, MY DEARS, I’D HAVE YOU KNOW. 
WHAT WAS SAID BY LITTLE* JOE. 



Y name’s little Joe, 
Very little I know. 
Mother, to me a story tell. 
And I will try to learn it well. 
So when I’m asked another day, 
I may then with courage say, — 
My name’s little Joe, 
A fine story I know.” 



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THE DOG OF THE REGIMENT. 





^/{Jf Y comrade there who’s wounded, 
Was good as good could be ; 
He, when the trumpet sounded, 
Where peril most abounded. 

Kept step, and marched with me. 


There came a bullet flying, — 
Must he or I be slain ? 

It struck him — there he’s lying, 
Close by my feet he’s dying, 
Upon the blood-stain’d plain. 


Our lot that ball did sever ; 

Henceforth, where’er I be, 
My eye can see him never. 
And so farewell forever, 

My comrade brave, to thee. 



LITTLE STAR. 



WINKLE, twin- 
kle, little star ; 
How 1 wonder 
what you are ! 
Up above the 
world so higli. 
Like a diamond 
in the sky. 


When the glorious sun is set. 
When, the grass with dew is wet, 
Then you show your little light. 
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. 

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In the dark blue sky you keep, j 

And often through niy curtains peep ; \ 
For you never shut your eye ^ 

Till the sun is in the sky. | 

As your bright and tiny spark 
Lights the traveler in the dark, | 

Though 1 know not what you are, I 
Twinkle, twinkle, little star. \ 


LULLABY. 

LULLABY, baby ! go to sleep ; 

Eyes — 0, how naughty, still to peep ! 

Lullaby, baby ! eyes shut tight ; 
Little mouth open ; so good-night ! 

Thos. Hood. 

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THE WAVES. 


ROLL on, roll on, you restless waves. 
That toss about and roar ; 

AThy do you all run baek again 
When you have reached the shore ? 

Roll on, roll on, you noisy waves. 

Roll higher up the strand ; 

How is it that you cannot pass 
That line of yellow sand ? 


Make haste, or else the tide will turn ; 

Make haste, you noisy sea ; 

Itoll quite across the bank, and then 
Far on across the lea. 

We must not dare,’’ the waves reply : 
That line of yellow sand 
Is laid along the shore to bound 
The waters and the land ; 

“ And all should keep to time and 
place. 

And all should keep to rule. 

Both waves upon the sandy shore, 

And little boys at school.’’ 



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THE FISHERMEN. 

fsiiERMEN show their patieiice 
good, 

Afloat or on the strand, 
Whether they sail on the clear 
bright flood, 

wade in the mud and sand. 





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Dripping they come from the running 
brook, 

The breeze their garments dries ; 
The sea tempts them — and their baited 
hook 

Tempts that which in it lies. 

What’s that? — Hush ! 

A hare in a bush ? 

No, no. Well ! 

A snail in a shell ? 

No — I guess 
A silver fish. Yes. 



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A SPORTSMAN’S FUNNY TALE. 


IN a wood where beasts can talk, 

1 went out to take a walk. 

A rabbit, sitting in a bush. 

Peeped at me, and then cried. Hush! 
Presently to me it ran, 
xVnd its, story thus began : 


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n. 

You have got a gun, 1 see , 

Perhaps you'll point it soon at me, 

And when I am shot, alack ! 

Pop me in your little sack. 

When upon my fate I think, 

I grow faint, my spirits sink.'' 

III. 

“ Pretty rabbit, do not feat 
Gardener's greens nor Farmer's wheat 
If such thieving you begin. 

You must pay it with your skin. 
Honestly your living get. 

And you may be happy yet." 

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THE ROBIN IN WINTER. 

THE little Robin' grieves 

When the snow is on the ground ; 

For the trees have no leaves, 

And no berries can be found. 

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Little Lobiii, welcome here. 

Welcome to my frugal cheer ; 

Winter chills thy mossy bed, 

Come then daily, and be fed. 

Little Robin, fear no harm. 

Dread not here the least alarm ; 

All will share with you their bread, 
Come then daily, and be fed. 

Little Robin, let thy song 
Now and then thy stay prolong ; 
We will give thee food instead, 
Come then daily, and be fed. 



POOR GOOSliY. 



EY diddle diddle, 

What’s that in the straw ? 
Poor Goosey goes barefoot 
with no shoes at a’ ; 
The cobler has leather, 

But no last that’s meet, 

To make for poor Goosey 
Some shoes to her feet. 


II. 

Hey diddle diddle. 

Let’s kill Geosey dead ; 

She lays me no eggs now, and nibbles mj 
bread. 


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We’ll pluck off her feathers 
And make a nice bed, 

On which my dear Dolly 
Shall lay down her head. 

III. 

Hey diddle diddle, 

Some trouble ’twill take 
To beg for a penny to buy me a cake 
ril sell my bed, and lie 
Down in the night, 

With no feathers to prick me, 
And no fleas to bite. 



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THE FARM YARD. 

I. 

THE hen sometimes comes out and does 
A noisy cackling make, 

The housewife understands and goes 
The new - laid eggs to take. 


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II 


The cock, at early morn, the men, 
Master, and maids, awakes ; 

They turn and stretch themselves, and thei 
Snooze on till daylight breaks. 

III. 

The bairns wake not — each little phiz 
Is fast in slumber bound ; 

They think, ot all things, good sleep is 
The best that can be found. 

IV. 

Let rest due strength and vigor bring, 
Then be your tasks begun ; 

There is a time for every thing 
Beneath the glorious sun 


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MINDING BABY. 

ROCK the cradle 
Just a minute ; 

Rock it gently, 

Baby’s in it. 

If he’s sleeping, 

Do not wake him; 

If he rouses. 

Nurse will take him. 


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Sing liiin now 
Some little ditty, 
Sweet and birdlike, 

Low and pretty. 

He will hear it, 

In his sliimbeis, 

And will feel 

Its soothing numbei.:^. 

Sound and sounder 
He'll be sleeping. 

In the angels’ 

Holy keeping ; 

For they always. 
Darling Carrie, 

Near, to infants 
Watch and tarry. 


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DRESSING THE HAIR 




Y Darling, hold your head ([iiile 
still, 

^ Your hair with neatness plait I will ; 
With ribbons red the bands I’ll tie. 
And violets blue, and rosemary. 


Stand still, my darling, like a lamb ; 
The comb about to fix I am. 

Then place the rosy wreath above. 
And so you will be drest, my love. 


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WINTER AND THE CHILDREN. 


Old Winter, in his coat so white, 
Is knocking at the door tonight. 

CHILDREN. 

Ah, Mr Winter, is that you? 
We’re not glad to see you, 
but how d’ye do ? 

We thought you a long 
way off, you know ; 

And here you are, all 

covered with snow. 

But since you are come, you may just as 
well - 

What you have bro’t for us children tell. 

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WINTER. 


O, I have^brought you some presents tine, 
A Merry Christmas with cakes and wine. 
Plenty of nice 
Smooth slippery ice, 

Now you may slide, 

And make snowballs beside, 

And soon you can 
Make up a snow man. 



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THE COURIER. 


A HAPPY life doth the courier lead, 
all day on a gallant 



steed. 


His spurs are the bright- 
est that can be worn, 
? And merrily rings his 


lusty horn 


And hill and valley echo back 
The noise of his long whip s sounding 
crack. 

O if a courier I might be. 

I’d gallop away right merrily , 

Hurra ^ hurra ! hurra ! 


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THE ROCKING HORSE. 


HA, ha, he ! 

My fine pony see ! 

With his rider rearing, pran 
cing. 

Not a single step advancing. 

Ha, ha, ha, ha, he ! 

My fine pony see. 

II 

Skip, jump, hop ! 

Stop, my pony, stop ! 

Ere again so gaily spring ^ve. 

We a feed of corn will bring thee 
Skip, and jump, and hop, 

Stop, my pony, stop. 



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III. 


Well-a-dayJ 
Pony eats no hay ; 

We will buy some oats or borrow, 
Then he'll trot- right well to morrow 
O dear ! well-a-day * 

Pony eats no hay. 



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NOW HEAR BEHIND THE ARM CHAIR’S BACK, ' 
A SERMON PREACHED BY LITTLE JACK, 


SWORD and a gun, 

'The sermon’s begun ; 

A cow and a calf, 

You now have heard half, 
A cock and hen dead, 

The sermon is said. 

Now go home, good people all. 

And hold a feast both great and small 
Have you ought ? 

Now eat it. 

Have you nought ? 

Forget it. 



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If you have plenty, be not greedy, 
But share it with the poor and needy 
If you have little, take good care 
To give the little birds a share. 



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PETER AND HIS GOATS. 



HE clock has struck, the school 
is up, 

The boys and girls run home to 
sup. 

Slate, books and pens in hand ; 

I am not in such haste as they, 

My supper will not run away,” 

Says lazy Peter Bland. 


II. 

And slowly, slowly home he flits. 
And with his bread and honey sits 
Down near the garden gate ; 

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He hears his poor goats’ plaintive cry, 

“ Aha ! you’re hungry — so am I, 

And you, my friends, must wait.” 

III. 

He eats his supper at his ease ; 

Some fruit too would his palate please 
If he knew how to take it ; 

But ah ! it drops not ’twixt his teeth, 
And ’twere hard work to stand beneath 
The apple-tree and shake it. 


At length the goats’ complaining call 
Disturbs his rest, and to their stall 
Right slowly strolls the lout ; 

Ah, lazy beasts, you sought fresh food. 
You should i ave seized it while you could 
Now you must go without.” 

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So says he — and so said, so done, 

He harnesses in turn each one, 

The black goat and the white ; 

The wagon’s in the court hard by. 

He yokes the hungry beasts, who try 
The very trees to bite. 

VI. 

“ See what a wagoner I be !” 

He cries, and urging rapidly 
His weary beasts, they pass 
Out through the gate, across the fields 
To where the spacious meadow yield- 
Its store of new mown grass. 



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